Posts Tagged ‘fraternity’

There is a new movie in a theater near you based on a book by Bishop T.D. Jakes, “Not Easily Broken.”

Have you read the book? No? Here’s HiScrivener’s synopsis:

not-easily-brokenThere’s this L.A. preacher named Albert Hall (played stoically and remarkably by Jakes), and warming his pews is a lovely couple, Dave (played by Morris Chestnut, Ricky from the iconic “Boyz N The Hood”) and Clarice (played by Taraji P. Henson, Whitney Rome from “Boston Legal”).

The two lovebirds in public are rapidly drifting apart in private, and it all started with a tragic car wreck that ruined Dave’s hopeful shot at a baseball career.

Of course, it doesn’t help that his wife is oblivious to his feelings, not at all interested in having a baby and has a mother (played by Jenifer Lewis, who used to crack me up as Aunt Helen in “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air”) who is an emasculating wench who likes her love served up cold and bitter. Vicious!

So, in the spirit of dual-overtone compensation (both for the game and the child), Dave coaches little league baseball and hangs out with his two “bros”, the ubiquitous and overrated casanova (played by Eddie Cibrian, known as the great Jimmy Doherty on “Third Watch”) and the generic vociferous and droll second banana (played by Kevin Hart, known as the host of BET’s “One Night Stand”).

And of course, Dave is the habitual yet flimflam character who waxes philanthropic by mentoring an ex-con and harmonic by befriending… [cue horror music]… the white, single mother.

Plot plays out the way you think: Mom and wifey discover the error of their misguided ways, Hubby has a “Come to Jesus” meeting and looks at himself in the mirror (without his shirt nonetheless) and the boys chill the freak out and become the friends they should. Happily Ever After. The End.

Now, while there are obviously some redemptive messages and a universal theme that would make Jesus proud, Dave’s wife and mother-in-law are so over the top. I mean, it’s vexatious. Almost like they are both Lorena Bobbitt eagerly suiting Dave up for a good night’s sleep. Tense.

not-easily-broken-movieWhat’s refreshing is the relationship between Dave and “the white girl” is wholesome and not some surriptious means to assuage white guilt, which can be seen on oh, more than a thousand movies. News Flash: Some of us actually can and do get along! At least that is what I learned in a certain fraternity espousing brotherhood. Anywhoo…

The movie has an adept cast who can weave a verbal tapestry of comic relief, dramatic nuance and thought-provoking dialogue… if only they were given a chance throughout the entire film, which (forgive the pun) has a script that seems “broken”.

Yet, through it all, you understand needing open communication, having a tight circle of friends, maintaining introspective honesty with self and God, allowing transparency in a godly marriage and throughout it all, realizing why dogmatic truths work in a relationship. No condemnatory finger pointing, just a fleeting glance of what you can have, if only you believe in God enough to try.

pc-for-school-languageStill Greek to me, more good news coming out of a college near you, according to the AP…

Despite the law suits, empty threats from the ACLU and the rising popularity of optional hazing in universities, Christian fraternities are becoming the rage on campuses across America. Nice.

Lambda Sigma Phi is part of a wave of Christian fraternities and sororities that has gained a foothold on U.S. college campuses, sometimes despite the wishes of school administrators. Members get pumped up about prayer, Bible study and service projects, passions they say campus officials should and often do embrace as fresh amid a Greek culture typically seen as centered on hazing, keg parties and little else.

Although I have my own “too cold” Greek affiliation, which is chock full of its own famous Christians (including one who had a well-known dream), this would have been a real pleasure to be a part of rushing. What all started with Beta Upsilon Chi, is now a national trend. And it’s all about Jesus!

Whether this is a response to the tumultuous trend of kids dying while hazing or simply an outward expression of an inner faith on campus, Christian fraternities are indeed making a difference in the student body.

Oh sure, they may not have the blowout keggers and all-night barf fests, but there’s always time for Sunday night stay-ins and ending the Bible study just in time to get a good seat for the game where half you will get arrested and the other half will get their cars towed.

Life at Animal House. Makes you wanna shout!

halo-wed-obamaTonight, was so much more than an election – it was a moment frozen in time, captured in school textbooks for generations to come and a time to tell your kids, “I was there… when…”

It is also the inception of a new “Brickhouse Series” to become the amalgamation of God and Barack Obama (hence, “God & Obama” or “GOBAMA”. Kitschy, huh?)

As much as I would enjoy ranting about his political wiles, I’ll leave that up to my other bricks in the wall, WOW newsers and other blogs I thoroughly enjoy like this one, this one and this one.

But anytime he brings up faith and politics, church and state and all the various and sundry mutterings in between, you will catch it painted on the Wall.

Now then, about what happened this evening… breathtaking.

Regardless of who you voted for, this was historic. Imagine, only 40 years ago… 40!… the man who delivered a rousing speech in front of 125,000 would have been lynched for even thinking such a thing only four decades ago.

Tonight, people of all races and regions were faceted in front of a TV or stood silent in Grant Park and clamoring “Yes we can!” Yet, there was that significant portion of this country who couldn’t say a word or utter a prayer because the memories were too powerful.

vote-thisThoughts of being maligned because they were darker than the average citizen…

Images of dogs shredding the arms of black men and women who chose to lend a helping hand of democracy…

Words echoing in their minds of racial slurs and epithets so heinous they shouldn’t be typed on any blog, anywhere…

For those people who held on to a dream and an address from Gettysburg, I proudly type, “Wake up, and welcome to reality.”

I am attached to that dream only because of a proud organization I call, “Frat” (Side note: Martin Luther King was a Too Cold, Servant of All Alpha Phi Alpha). I only know about the race riots in Selma and Montgomery because of history books and fabled stories I hear from others. However, it all came to a head this evening.

Don’t believe me? Did you see Jesse Jackson?

This man who has become a caricature of himself and a HUGE media whore touting anything from his organizations to others’ causes stood there, buried in a sea of people watching the culmination of a dream he heard orated those 40 years ago.

And although Jesse has done many significant counter racial things to bury that memory in apogee – such as “Hymeytown” and note this fun little story – there he was, a shell of the man he has created since the march on Washington.

the-tears-of-a-clown1Stoic, empty, riddled with emotion and crying… silently.

He remembered the words his close friend bellowed from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, and for certain he was thinking about them while president-elect Barack Obama recollected memories of “We Shall Overcome.”

There, in that moment, was a microcosm of remembering the Civil Rights movement, hearkening to the inspiration of the past and emotionally passing the torch for the future.

Jesse, you have had more than 15 minutes… but they are officially up.

And now for those young black kids, this will be the picture of folk who look like them and how politics should be about all people. For those a little more seasoned, it’s a reckoning. Enjoy this moment. Despite his party, his politics or even his former pastor, what happened tonight is worth saving the headlines.

It’s been a long time comin’, but I know a change gonna come. Oh yes, it will!

Meet Micah Armstrong hometown evangelist, hater of college students and a man obsessed with something… well, how would you say… in a world of “baiters”, he would be the “master”?!

This free speech advocate preacher attracts the throngs of students as he attempts to witness and lead people to the Lord. How does he work his magic? Tracks? No. Working in the line of a soup kitchen? Not really. Proselytizing to the lost? Not quite.

Take this from the story:

This Brothaaa [sic] spends his time screaming at students and getting in their face—condemning the civil rights movement, calling all girls whores that should get back into the kitchen, and my favorite, sending masturbators to hell

This tool is just hitting the trifecta of diversity, ain’t he? Men, women and other cultures that aren’t like his scarcely, pasty behind. Stay classy, Rev.

As mentioned in the story, he does indeed have free speech and to deny him that right because he is a blooming idiot with a powerful voice box is unconstitutional and illegal. HOWEVER, speaking as a Christian and someone who tries to comprehend what it takes to actually try to win someone to Jesus, what crack pipe is he smoking?

MEMO to the witnessing wunderkind: You are doing more harm than good. How’s that set on your conscience?

Are you serious with this mess? You think calling women “sluts” and claiming every man on campus is going… not destined without Jesus… just flat out on a one-way plane to HELL because they can’t get too much of a “because it’s there” thing. How many crowns do you think you are aiming for in heaven with that behavior? Negative 3?

I just have one question, “Assuming this guy has a college education by his smart outfit, how would he know EVERY guy on campus handles up on his business?” Hmmm…

MEMO to James Madison University students: Do not shake hands with this man.

Picture it: 1985.

Steve Perry is howling on the radio. Crusing and roller skating are the weekend respites of choice. Parachute pants and Z-Cavariccis are the rage. And there are more feathers in hairstyles than a coifed bird at the zoo.

That’s also the year Beta Upsilon Chi was created on the city-state campus of the mighty University of Texas. So what, right? Well, this is a CHRISTIAN-ONLY fraternity. That’s right, ACLU aficionados, they actually reserve the right to tell someone “NO” based on his faith.

Things have been swell for the nubile frat house – no keggers (at least none that we know of), no late night bail outs from the pokey and most importantly, no law suits.

…Until they showed up at the University of Florida.

The university thought denying the fraternity charter status on campus would be a good idea and go unchallenged. Eh, not so fast.

Beta Upsilon Chi sued UF, leading an appeals court this week to require the university to recognize the fraternity as the case was being decided.

Get that, Wall Watchers, “as the case was being decided.” They’re not out of the woodshed yet, but it looks good except for this rub:

University officials say there’s a major distinction between Beta Upsilon Chi, or BYX, and other religious groups on campus. BYX requires members to be Christians, while other student groups are open to non-believers.

MEMO to the big-heads on campus at UF: Those other “student groups” are largely known as CHURCHES! Yes, a church wouldn’t ask for a “Salvation Card” at the door, and without proper I.D., send someone to the closest school of freethought. If non-Christians didn’t have a home in churches and bible study groups then most non-Christians wouldn’t become Christians in the first place?! Right?

Now before you throw down the cockamamie argument, “Well, what about fraternities like Alpha Phi Alpha?” Wrong. So wrong. If you are white, and have a hankering to join the “HOUSE OF THE SEVEN JEWELS – TOO COLD, TOO COLD,” then get you some. That door is open, although you may be slightly uncomfortable, it’s open to you. (Was my allegiance too obvious there?) And if you know a brother that wants to join Pi Kappa Alpha, cool. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind either.

But when you have a “faith-base,” you can’t begin making Goober Grape. Your peanut butter and jelly have to be separate. And what harm are they causing you anyway? If you don’t want to join, then don’t. It’s like the Boy Scouts. The only people incessantly complaining that it’s unconstitutional are the people (or parents of people) that don’t want to join in the first place. Kapesch?

Keep strong “BUX crew”. The ACLU are coming for you.